Last night I mowed, watered the flowers, and generally cleaned up outside. Wife got home from walking with Abby and reminded me that we needed to make a trip to Fresh Market to pick up some coffee and other stuff.
I slipped on my boat shoes and off we went. Despite my bad attitude at having to go, I love that place, the classical music, the slight bleach-clean-as-a-whistle-smell, and the stuff you can’t find anywhere else.
I told wife I’d go over and get the coffee while she perused the flowers. A third of my first scoop full missed the bag and beans bounced around the coffee barrels. I can be such a klutz. I saw an employee roll her eyes.
I was looking in the freezer section and saw a package that said ‘Banana Babies’ and I just had to have it; frozen bananas on a stick, dipped in either dark or milk chocolate.
Waiting at the checkout I was feeling what I thought was a pebble in my shoe. I took the shoe off and a coffee bean skittered on the floor. My wife rolled her eyes.
After a shower, I plopped down on the couch and was eating a banana baby.
“Let me have a bite.”
“You hate bananas.”
“I just wanna try it, just one bite.”
She took a bite.
“Gross.”
“Told ya.”
Steely Dan 'FM'
Speaking bananas, you do know what "Steely Dan" is, don't you?
ReplyDeleteWell let's see, the employee rolled their eyes, then your wife rolled hers, I'm surprised you didn't roll yours after she said the Banana Baby was gross. LOL Never heard of a Banana Baby, will have to look in our freezer next time I go to the grocery.
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